I parked in front of her house and unbuckled. “I’ll walk you to the door.” She undid her seat belt. “No thanks. It’s literally less than ten ste—” “It was a statement, not an offer.” She massaged her temples, drawing an exasperated breath. “You’re the only man I know who manages to be chivalrous and a complete jackass in the same breath. It’s a talent.” “One of many—” The rest of the sentence died in my throat when I spotted Kieran fucking Carmichael loitering outside her door. At two in the goddamn morning.
